The Obsessive Maniac Is Trying To Confine Me - Chapter 225

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Side Story Episode 15

 

He must have felt pain as if his body would shatter into pieces, yet he walked toward me as if he couldn’t feel anything.

 

“Sister, my sister…”

 

Yurta’s voice dropped to an eerily low tone.

 

He slowly, deliberately knelt on one knee. Then he approached me as I lay prostrate, bringing his gaze to the same level as mine. His breath was too close.

 

At that moment, my chin was roughly grabbed.

 

“Ugh…”

 

My head was forcibly lifted up.

 

“I had no idea you were living with that monster.”

 

Yurta’s gaze seemed to slowly survey the manor.

 

“And in a place like this. Setting up house.”

 

A hollow laugh escaped between his lips as he slowly looked around the house.

 

“You said I was disgusting, that you found me repulsive. Yet you got along so well with that monster?”

 

Blood seeping from his grip stained my chin.

 

It remained there, thick as if it would never be wiped away.

 

My head was dizzy and my stomach churned.

 

‘Hah…’

 

I squeezed my body like a dry rag, trying somehow to grasp the artifact, but my body wouldn’t move.

 

“…What I do with my life has nothing to do with you.”

 

I grabbed Yurta’s wrist, trying to steady my spinning vision.

 

“Let go, Yurta!”

 

Every time I opened my mouth, the ribs I’d injured earlier seemed to scream.

 

“Do you want to cough up blood again?”

 

“By all means.”

 

“…What?”

 

His words were confusing.

 

“If I can’t have you, Sister, I’d rather die.”

 

“You…”

 

“Just kill me instead.”

 

His seething eyes weren’t being defiant. He was serious right now.

 

“But before that…”

 

A cruel smile flickered across Yurta’s lips.

 

“I’m going to destroy it.”

 

Destroy what?

 

“I’m very displeased. It seems Sister enjoyed herself immensely in this lowly place…”

 

“W-wait, Yurta…!”

 

So that bastard is saying he’ll destroy this house right now?

 

Yurta’s hand moved toward his sword hilt.

 

No!

 

It was the moment I tried to grab him.

 

“Argh…”

 

The ribs I’d injured earlier were still throbbing. I still couldn’t seem to breathe properly.

 

At that moment, Yurta turned to look at me.

 

“Yurta…”

 

I desperately held onto him.

 

It hurt too much.

 

As the pain I’d been enduring came rushing in, my whole body felt like it was being beaten.

 

“Haah…”

 

“Ha. You really…!”

 

I grabbed the hem of his robe to prevent him from leaving. I tried to stand up with all my strength to stop him.

 

At that moment, my vision spun.

 

…Huh.

 

“Sister…!”

 

Yurta caught my collapsing body.

 

My overworked body seemed to have exhausted its strength. I had no energy left to summon anymore.

 

The strength left my hand gripping the hem of his robe.

 

“Don’t go…”

 

With those words, my vision darkened. I had no strength left to endure.

 

“…Sister, you really drive me mad.”

 

* * *

 

One year ago, Yurta regained consciousness.

 

Due to the fatal wounds Dillen had inflicted, he had to remain asleep for quite a long time.

 

However, the world that unfolded before him the moment he awakened was terrible.

 

Rose was gone.

 

【Rose won’t come back.】

 

【Where is Sister?】

 

【Give up, Yurta.】

 

Damn Dillen Herthas.

 

Dillen had tried to send her away, even if it meant stabbing his brother.

 

That stupid fool who thought that was love.

 

‘You’re wrong, Dillen.’

 

If you love someone, you should tie them to your side by any means necessary.

 

After awakening, Yurta fell into a living hell. Rose had left, even after killing him.

 

Also, without her, the pain he experienced as a Transcendent followed. He had to endure by depending on terrible drugs.

 

But now the terrible time was over.

 

Rose lay limp in Yurta’s arms with her eyes closed. The moment he held her in his arms, the pain subsided.

 

At the same time, a fragrant scent swirled through his mind.

 

But that ecstasy was brief.

 

The shabby house made of wooden planks came into view.

 

The old table by the sunny window.

 

Two chairs placed close enough to hear each other’s breathing.

 

And on the table, two teacups half-finished…

 

“That bastard took Sister and…”

 

I will definitely kill him.

 

“…Mmh.”

 

A pained moan escaped from Rose’s lips. Yurta stroked her forehead with the back of his hand.

 

It was hot.

 

She was running a fever.

 

“That’s understandable.”

 

She had walked a long distance for a very long time without rest.

 

It must have been a difficult journey for her.

 

‘Was he in the capital?’

 

That bastard would have realized by now that something had happened to Rose.

 

He would be trying to hurry back somehow.

 

But it was far from the capital to this cursed estate. Even running without sleep, it would take a week.

 

Even a transcendent can’t do anything about physical time.

 

No matter how fast, four days at minimum.

 

‘Abandoning Sister and leaving in the first place?’

 

He had acted like he loved her so much.

 

If it were him, he would never have left her side.

 

Stupid fool.

 

Yurta gazed at Rose’s collapsed face. Her eyelashes trembled as if she were in great distress.

 

The sight naturally tore at the observer’s heart. And Yurta felt the same way.

 

Even though she had always been cruel to him, whenever he saw her vulnerable side, his heart would soften.

 

Yurta carefully pressed his lips to her pale white cheek.

 

“…I will protect you, Sister.”

 

Even though you despise me terribly.

 

As he always had, he would not leave her side.

 

* * *

 

A jewelry workshop on the outskirts of the capital.

 

Rihardt picked up a small object from the display case.

 

It was a ring with delicate silverwork, set with a pale pink gemstone.

 

“It’s more precious than it looks. It’s called ‘rose quartz,’ a gemstone said to protect love.”

 

Protecting love. Normally he would have dismissed such words as superstition.

 

But the light was exactly like Rose’s eyes.

 

“I’ll take this one.”

 

“Excellent choice! Shall I gift wrap it for you?”

 

His heart raced like a boy’s.

 

He wanted to return quickly. He wanted to take her hand and slip this ring onto her finger.

 

Before he knew it, his mind was replaying the image of Rose receiving and wearing the ring.

 

Rose smiling so beautifully it was enchanting.

 

Rose shedding tears of joy.

 

…Rose saying, “Why did you buy this? Was it really necessary?”

 

The fact that the last scenario was most likely saddened him, but he still wanted to give her the rose quartz.

 

“Here you are. Your wife will absolutely love it.”

 

Wife.

 

That word was deeply satisfying.

 

For the past year, they had looked quite like a married couple.

 

‘If this game of house never ends until we die… wouldn’t that make it reality?’

 

It was refreshingly absurd thinking.

 

Thinking of Rose didn’t stop at mere thoughts but transformed into deep longing.

 

Even though they’d only been apart for four days. Rihardt took out the artifact.

 

Her voice was earnest.

 

“Rose, are you doing well?”

 

Rose had said she was going to Piete Estate. He was worried about her.

 

But he didn’t think she could actually make it to Piete Estate. She would surely get tired and give up quickly.

 

…No, it was closer to hoping she would realize it herself and give up.

 

“I’ve just arrived at the outskirts of the capital.”

 

A day earlier than he had told her.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

[Riha-!]

 

The last cry from Rose that came through was desperate.

 

Crack-!

 

A sharp shattering sound echoed through the artifact as if something had been smashed to pieces.

 

Rihardt’s expression hardened.

 

…Something had happened to Rose.

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